Imitation • SaTzu [BOOK 2]

05

Sana's POV

I love Tzuyu.

But

She doesn't love me.

Nayeon loves me.

But

I don't love Nayeon.

Yet...

Why does life have to be so fuckin complicated. why can't we live in a world filled with pikachus, ponytas & jigglypuffs But no we have to be stuck in the world filled with no pokemons and lots of heartaches.

Speaking of heartbreaks, the girl who broke mine is right next to me.

Jeongyeon told me we were going to hang out, which obviously was a lie since she is no where to be seen and Tzuyu is actually the one taking me to an unknown place. Could be Hogwarts but I shouldn't get my hopes up.

I shifted in my seat uncomfortably.

She didn't even put music on making it completely silent in the car, only the sound of our breaths was filling the air.

Having enough of the silent atmosphere, I grabbed a hold of the deserted aux cord and plugged it in my phone.

Suddenly the frozen theme song blasted throughout the car, I sang along not messing a single word.

"Hell no, we're not listening to this shit" she yanked my phone and threw it on my lap.

Rude asshole.

I pouted and crossed my arms. "Nayeon would of let me"

"Well i'm not Nayeon, and stop making that ugly face"

I sighed and sunk deeper into the car seat.

I just need to wait until I get my ice cream then I can go home.

_________

"This isn't the ice cream shop" i pouted and stomped around in circles, professionally releasing my emotions out.

"Stop being a fuckin kid" she yanked my arm and dragged me into the small cafe.

Once we enter the smell of coffee hit my face, there was variations of coffee flavor swirling around the air that it was like I was overdosing just by breathing the air.

I followed behind Tzuyu, she began to order our drinks without even my consent on what I want. I was about to say something but the order was already placed.

We sat near the window and waited quietly for our orders to arrive. My eyes were focused on nothing else but my black sneakers. I didn't want to look at her at all. I fiddled with my fingers, trying to pass the time.

"Sorry"

"Huh?" i looked up, her eyes were already locked on me.

She was about to say something else but a young lady interrupted, handing each of us our drinks.

I took a sip of my drink and being a clumsy person I am, I burned my tongue in the process. I could feel my face turn red, my cheeks were burning and I honestly felt embarrassed. I kept my head low trying to calm myself down.

"You're completely an idiot, can't you do anything right shiba?"

I flinched at the nickname

Shiba..

Everyone used to call me that when I was younger. I still remember the 'accidental' trips, push, punch, yanks, kicks and the almost rape that the others would cause. They then give me the name shiba, not for my unique smile and behavior that many adore now. No. They labeled me shiba for my lack of normal they claimed they dislike. For my weird behavior of talking to animals, specifically the stray dogs. But the main reason they call me shiba was because they have claimed I don't belong to humans. That no one wants me to be one. And I believed them.